"Haha!"

Xiao Zheng Ming ran out of the gate of the academy with a cheerful laugh, his face was full of laughter, and he kept muttering in his heart: "Immortal...... Immortal!"

There are many willow trees around the village, and there is a dirt slope on the way from the academy to the village, and there is also one there.

At this time, there was only one person there.

He sat under the willow tree with his legs crossed, his face still stained with tears still dry, looking lonely, sad and lonely.

"Rhubarb ......" Thinking of rhubarb, Zishu couldn't help but sobbed and wiped a handful of tears, feeling very uncomfortable.

Zishu didn't want to cry, but he just couldn't help but think about it, his mind was full of the shadow of rhubarb from childhood to adulthood, and all kinds of funny and likable appearances.

Rhubarb rarely gets angry, but every time it's to protect himself.

Rhubarb will also be unhappy, mostly when he can't follow him out of the house to play, but Rhubarb is a sensible child, and he will always lie at the entrance of the village and wait for him.

Rhubarb follows him all day long, and even sleeps under his bed.

Rhubarb has not been injured, but it will always be wronged, and sometimes it will be reprimanded by his grandfather if he is disobedient......

"Whew. Thinking about it, Zishu was so angry that he shed tears.

"Haha, monk, monk, man who cultivates the avenue!" Zishu was deeply sad, but he heard such a sentence from a distance.

Hearing the sound, Zishu was slightly stunned, then raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face, and followed the sound.

"Haha. Xiao Zheng Ming ran from the direction of the academy with a smile, his speed was not slow, although he seemed to be an ordinary person sprinting, it was effortless, and he didn't even make a wheezing sound.

"Ziming......" Seeing that the person who came was Xiao Zheng Ming, Zishu was so busy that he wiped his tears with his sleeves, then stood up, waved his hand towards Xiao Zheng Ming and shouted: "Zi-Ming, I'm here!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xiao Zheng Ming was stunned, but after following the sound, he found that it was Zishu, so he laughed out loud again, waved his hand towards Zishu and shouted: "Haha! Zishu! You don't have to be sad, I have found a way! One day, I will bring Rhubarb back to you!"

Although Xiao Zheng Ming was shouting towards this side, he didn't mean to run over at all, and it seemed that he was completely passing by.

"Ah——?" Hearing what Xiao Zhengming said, Zishu was stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha!" Xiao Zheng Ming smiled happily, then increased his speed a little, and ran straight in front of Zishu's eyes.

Seeing this, Zishu, who was about to speak, was stunned again, but after only a moment of stupidity, Zishu reacted, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: What, it turns out that Ziming didn't come to look for me......

In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Zhengming had already run away, and when Zishu turned around to look, Xiao Zhengming was about to become a villain.

Seeing this, Zishu suddenly ran out of the shadow of the willow tree in a hurry, and shouted to Xiao Zheng Ming with his hand: "Hey, Ziming, what do you mean by bringing rhubarb back to me just now!"

"Hahaha......" But in the distance, only Xiao Zhengming's cheerful laughter was heard.

......Seeing this, Zishu muttered in disgust, but then, his expression was so dark that he fell into silence.

"Rhubarb ......" Zishu pursed his mouth and looked at the grass on the ground, and thought to himself with a little choked up: "Rhubarb won't come back, but he will be with me......"

"Zishu, be as happy as when Rhubarb was still there......" Although he thought so, the corners of Zishu's eyes were still moist.

"Whew!" After a moment, Zishu twitched his nose slightly to stop his tears, and then raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

After that, Zishu stopped alone for a moment before he turned around and walked in the direction of the academy without any longer lingering here......

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Yiyuan Village, North Village Entrance.

"Ha, ha......" Xiao Zheng Ming ran over with a breath, and couldn't tell whether he was gasping or laughing with his mouth slightly open.

Speaking of which, his running posture is also a little strange, he doesn't seem to need to swing his arms in a constant speed of running, but very casually put his arms on the left and right sides of the body, driven by the wind, often only when accelerating, will be like a normal person when running to swing the arm action, but this process, will not be very long.

At this moment, most of the adults in the village went down to the fields, or were busy with other tasks, because the village was very empty and deserted, and there was no one to be seen on the road, only the doors of the houses were open, as if to welcome everyone who came to this place.

Xiao Zheng Ming came all the way, he didn't plan to stop, but when he passed through or a certain alley, he suddenly stopped his steps with a sudden movement in his eyes.

Whew-

He leaned back, braking with his heels, his slanted straightness slipping far away.

After stabilizing his figure, Xiao Zhengming scratched his head a little incomprehensibly, and turned around and walked towards the alley.

The alley was not long and narrow, and at the door of the house in the third room, there was a man planted crookedly.

From a distance, I saw coarse cloth clothes and trousers, black shoes and wooden sticks, and his weak and wrinkled left hand.

"Uncle Wu......" glanced over, although he didn't see the other party's face, Xiao Zhengming still recognized the identity of the old man through other characteristics.

At that moment, Xiao Zheng Ming walked towards Uncle Wu, and greeted with a smile: "Uncle Wu, the sun is just right today, why don't you go out of the alley to bask in the sun?"

at the doorway.

"Erlang......" Uncle Wu looked at the sky motionlessly, his lips squirming and muttering a certain name.

Uncle Wu has gray sideburns, and his old eyes, which are already dim, are even more muddy at this time, although he is sitting on a wooden bench, he has been crooked into the corner between the doors and walls, and in his arms, he is still holding a wooden stick.

But looking at his limp limbs and gradually faint breath, it is not difficult to guess: Uncle Wu is on the verge of dying.

"Erlang?" Hearing Xiao Zheng Ming's voice, Uncle Wu's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his eyes to look at Xiao Zheng Ming who walked to his side.

"Uncle Wu......" When they met on the first day of the first day, Xiao Zheng Ming, who was smiling, was about to say hello, but after seeing Uncle Wu's appearance, he suddenly exclaimed with a change in complexion: "Uncle Wu!"

"Uncle Wu, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Zheng Ming hurriedly squatted down and approached Uncle Wu to investigate.

Xiao Zheng Ming looked nervous and grabbed Uncle Wu's hands, but felt that his hands were cold and unwarm, he secretly said in his heart at the moment, so he wanted to reach out to help Uncle Wu, but he was afraid that his reckless behavior would endanger the other party, so he could only gently hold Uncle Wu's shoulders and shouted out of the alley: "Come on! Come on! Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu!"

Xiao Zheng Ming was already a little anxious and incoherent, and he didn't know what to do and didn't dare to act rashly. He had never faced human death, which left him incapacitated.

"Erlang......" Uncle Wu looked at Xiao Zheng Ming and whispered the name, and by chance, a warm smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured softly: "Why is Erlang so perverse, it has sunset, and he still doesn't know how to return ......home."

In his cloudy eyes, there is indeed a round of sun, and there is also "Erlang" in front.

"Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu......" Hearing this, Xiao Zheng Ming hurriedly turned his head to look, and comforted with a strong smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll take you to Mr. right away, sir, Mr. will be here soon......"

Speaking of this, Xiao Zhengming turned his head and shouted out of the alley: "Come on, come on, come on, what are you doing, why don't you come yet!"

Uncle Wu shook his head slightly, and then muttered to himself, "No one will come...... Won't be coming back......"

"Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu......" Hearing this, Xiao Zhengming hurriedly turned his head again, and said with a strong smile with anxiety, anger and pain: "Uncle, don't say stupid things, village chief, sir, doctor, everyone, they will be here soon......"

Xiao Zheng Ming was already moist with tears, he was so relieved of Uncle Wu, but he knew that this was deception, he really had no choice, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only watch the other party go on like this......

"Sub...... Ming ......" Seeing the tears shed by Xiao Zheng Ming, Uncle Wu murmured with a slight movement in his eyes.

"Uncle Wu, it's me, it's Ziming. Hearing this, Xiao Zhengming nodded in surprise and joy.

"Whoa...... Ziming, ah......" Uncle Wu slightly pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a weak smile, and then trembled and raised his left hand, wanting to wipe Xiao Zhengming's tears, but his hand, every time he reached forward, it seemed so difficult and difficult.

Seeing this, Xiao Zheng Ming's heart ached, and he sobbed out with grief in his heart, and the tears accumulated in his eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

"Ziming doesn't cry......"

When Uncle Wu was relieved, Xiao Zhengming couldn't bear to see the other party like this, so he raised his right hand and gently grabbed Uncle Wu's left hand, put it on his face, and choked up: "Uncle Wu ......"

"......" touched Xiao Zhengming's cheek, Uncle Wu smiled for it, and then gently rubbed Xiao Zhengming's cheek, and comforted weakly: "Ziming doesn't cry...... Ziming is a good boy......"

"Hmm!" Xiao Zheng Ming nodded heavily, and then raised his left hand to wipe his tears with his sleeve, but the tears were wiped more and more.

Uncle Wu smiled weakly, he moved the corners of his mouth weakly, and then slowly turned his head to look at the sky above his right, looked at the scorching sun and muttered, "Ziming...... I-"

However, before Uncle Wu could say a few words, he suddenly suffocated his breath, and then, his whole body was about to fall to the side.

"Uncle Wu!" Under the shock, Xiao Zheng Ming hurriedly reached out and grabbed the rotator sleeve of Uncle Wu's right shoulder.

After dragging Uncle Wu down, Xiao Zheng Ming hurriedly stepped to the other side of Uncle Wu's body, thus holding Uncle Wu who was paralyzed and slipped off the wooden bench in his arms.

"Uncle Wu, don't move, everyone, everyone will be here soon......" Xiao Zheng Ming's face was stained with tears, he squatted on the ground, and hugged Uncle Wu's shoulders tightly, so that he could lie on his arms less uncomfortable.

"Wow ......" Uncle Wu's eyes were already misty, he let out a weak chuckle, his right hand was already paralyzed, and he only used his left hand to grasp Xiao Zheng Ming's chest tightly.

"Ziming, ......" After a little relief, Uncle Wu smiled weakly and lightly called Xiao Zheng Ming, and then slowly turned his gaze, looked at the sun in the sky that was facing him, and muttered: "I saw Erlang...... He's here, smiling at me......"

"Hmm, hmm......" Hearing this, Xiao Zhengming couldn't help crying, he kept wiping his tears with the sleeve of his right hand, but he didn't forget to nod his head in response to Uncle Wu.

"Ziming...... Erlang, he, are you waving to me......" Uncle Wu looked at the sun in the sky with empty eyes, and the sun was reflected in his eyes, but it was like a solar eclipse.

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Zhengming nodded heavily while wiping his tears from his eyes.

"Sigh ......" Uncle Wu chuckled in a daze, and began to babble nonsense.

"Erlang, it's been a few years......"

"He said that if he goes to cultivate immortals, he wants to be an immortal......"

"Wait, when you get back...... To make the village prosperous......"

"The village...... It's so bitter......"

But he was gone...... It's been years ......."

"Da Lang went to find him......"

"I haven't come back either......" Speaking of this, there were hot tears in Uncle Wu's cloudy old eyes.

"Hmm!" Xiao Zheng Ming nodded heavily while wiping his head from tears, but he couldn't stop choking.

"Heh......" At this time, Uncle Wu suddenly couldn't breathe, he suffocated and raised his chin, but he was still clinging to something and muttered a staccato word:

"Flowing...... Go...... Iron flowers bloom ......"

"The World...... How many ...... People come to ......"

"Dry bones, yellow forest...... Life and death......"

"Nanyan is gone...... No, come back......"

As for this, Uncle Wu's face became more and more painful, but the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter......

"Yes, son...... It is often said that immortals ...... ...... with the Dao, "Uncle Wu has returned to the light, but he still wants to speak, but the words are becoming more and more weak and difficult......

"I don't know, behind me...... It's a sea of blood......"

"Suffering, Prison, Nothingness, Former ...... The candle is dim ......"

"Return, head, mortal ......" Uncle Wu straightened up when his eyes were in full bloom, and murmured with hatred in his words: "No!

Before the words fell, Uncle Wu tilted his head and completely lost his life......

He died in Zheng Ming's arms......

Zheng Ming wiped his eyes and cried on his back, but he couldn't startle a speck of dust......

The empty village, the corner of the alley, will always return to the cold and silent......

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